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- well boss i saw mehitabel
- last evening
- she was out in the alley
- dancing on the cold cobbles
- while the wild december wind
- blew through her frozen whiskers
- and as she danced
- she wailed and sang to herself
- uttering the fragments
- that rattled in her cold brain
- in part as follows
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- spin mehitabel spin
- thank god you re a lady still
- if you have got a frozen skin
- blow wind out of the north
- to hell with being a pet
- my left front foot is brittle
- but there s life in the old dame yet
- dance mehitabel dance
- caper and shake a leg
- what little blood is left
- will fizz like wine in a keg
- wind come out of the north
- and pierce the guts within
- but some day mehitabel s guts
- will string a violin
- moon you re as cold as a frozen
- skin of a yellow banan
- that sticks in in the frost and ice
- on top of a garbage can
- and you throw a shadow so chilly
- that it can scarcely leap
- dance shadow dance
- you ve got no place to sleep
- whistle a tune north wind
- on my hollow marrow bones
- i ll dance the time with three good feet
- here on the alley stones
- freeze you bloody december
- i never could stay a pet
- but i am a lady in spite of hell
- and there s life in the old dame yet
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- flirt your tail and spin
- dance to the tune your guts will cry
- when they string a violin
- eight of my lives are gone
- it s years since my fur was slicked
- but blow north wind blow
- i m damned if i am licked
- girls we was all of us ladies
- we was o what the hell
- and once a lady always game
- but crikey blood will tell
- i might be somebody s pet
- asleep by the fire on a rug
- but me i was always romantic
- i had the adventurous bug
- caper mehitabel caper
- leap shadow leap
- you gotta dance till the sun comes up
- for you got no place to sleep
- i might have been a tom cat s wife
- but i got no regret
- i lived my life as liked my life
- and there s pep in the old dame yet
- blow wind out of the north
- you cut like a piece of tin
- slice my guts into fiddle strings
- and we ll have a violin
- spin mehitabel spin
- you had a romantic past
- and you re gonna cash in dancing
- when you are croaked at last
- i will not eat tomorrow
- and i did not eat today
- but wotthehell i ask you
- the word is toujours gai
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- i once was a maltese pet
- till i went and got abducted
- and cripes i m a lady yet
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- and show your shadow how
- tonight it s dance with the bloody moon
- tomorrow the garbage scow
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- spin shadow spin
- the wind will pipe on your marrow bones
- your slats are a mandolin
- by cripes i have danced the shimmy
- in rooms as warm as a dream
- and gone to sleep on a cushion
- with a bellyfull of cream
- it s one day up and next day down
- i led a romantic life
- it was being abducted so many times
- as spoiled me for a wife
- dance mehitabel dance
- till your old bones fly apart
- i ain t got any regrets
- for i gave my life to my art
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- caper my girl and grin
- and pick at your guts with your frosty feet
- they re the strings of a violin
- girls we was all of us ladies
- until we went and fell
- and once a thoroughbred always game
- i ask you wotthehell
- it s last week up and this week down
- and always the devil to pay
- but cripes i was always the lady
- and the word is toujours gai
- be a tabby tame if you want
- somebody s pussy and pet
- the life i led was the life i liked
- and there s pep in the old dame yet
- whirl mehitabel whirl
- leap shadow leap
- you gotta dance till the sun comes up
- cos you ve got no place to sleep
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